Chapter 216: New creation (1/2)

He was aiming at the person's tongue. His eyes had no ounce of pity.

The hand was slowly pushing the fortified dried branch into his mouth.

”Uhh--ugh--urgh!”

The skinny tall raccoon man was struggling fiercely like a chicken who was about to taste the bitterness of life.

However, no matter what he did, the struggle did nothing.

Until the tip of the fortified dried branch touched the flesh of the raccoon man's tongue.

Blood started to drip, and saliva was gushing out and stocking in his mouth. But, since the person in front of him was uplifting his face with unbudging strength, it made the saliva gulp back into his throat and choked him.

Yet, this thing just added to his predicament as he could not cough. His throat started aching and tears gushing from his eyes and even from his nose. It was torture to himself.

Looking at his friend, the fat raccoon man had his eyes rounded into a ball with his body bathing in his sweats.

His friend tried to say something, but no one could understand his words.

”Hey, bro, stop that. You don't know who that person is?” Said the fat man.

The younger raccoon did not say a thing as he was afraid that this white-haired Encan would turn his attention to him.

However, the fat raccoon man's words were seemingly unheard by the person as he continued piercing the tongue of the fatty's friend while wearing a cold-looking expression on his face.

”ARRRGGG!”

A shrill or howl escaped from the throat of the skinny raccoon man, but they could not understand his words.

”Now, can you spell it?” he asked in a cold voice. It wasn't a problem for him if they didn't say their thanks as he wasn't the type of person who would be bothered by it.

But these idiots were acting high; so, Yman decided to teach them to be grateful.

The skinny raccoon man nodded his head with blood spilling from his mouth. He regretted what he did.

He retreated the pointed fortified dried branch, then stared at the person.

”Ss--shank you--urgh!”

Yman stared at it for a couple of seconds before he turned his gaze to the fat raccoon man.

The fatty trembled when his eyes landed on him. He immediately said his thanks and sorry before even he could stab his tongue.

However, the white-haired Encan didn't show mercy at him and continued what he planned.

Blood was dripping from their mouth together with tears and saliva.

The fatty wetted his pants as he groaned in pain.

Just then, everything returned to normal.

The blood and wounds in their mouths suddenly disappeared.

The skinny and fatty raccoon man noticed the puzzled face of the younger raccoon man while staring at them.

”Eh, senior, what happened?” He asked them.

He was wondering why suddenly the seniors went to their knees and murmuring some words he could not understand.

Weirdly though, the fatty senior wetted his pants and looked like he was having difficulty breathing.

And then, both of them were checking their-- mouths? The young raccoon man had question marks floating above his head.

”Senior, are you okay?” He asked again. ”Senior?” And again.

The two simultaneously glanced at the white-haired Encan in front of them. They noticed him wearing a mocking face at them.

After noticing that no wounds on their tongue and the younger raccoon man was acting differently a second ago, they concluded that what happened was just an illusion!

They fell under this man's illusion. No wonder they could not move!

They wanted revenge, but they were wary that the things that happened a while ago would repeat.

After sending a glare at him, they ran away and shouting: ”Psycho! I will kill you!” Shouted the skinny while the fatty was dragging him away.

”Pufft!”

Sistela asked him.

”Nothing, I'm just amused by my new creation!” He replied.

”Mhm!” He nodded.